I need ... I need to calm the fuck down. She slowly became aware of her surroundings and straightened up. Still glaring at her image in the mirror, sh... said aloud, "I don't care how long it takes, but I'm getting even with you -- you motherfucker!"Pivoting neatly on her three inch heels she took two steps to the commode and lifted her skirt, pulled her panties down to her knees and sat down. Nothing happened.I better calm down, I'm so pissed I can't even pee. That made her laugh and she let. Maybe I am a slut." No, you're not, that's just what he's..." Please let me finish. I am, somewhat. I did do very dirty things thatI didn't have to, and didn't want to, in order to get other things Ididn't want. That's not the whole story, but its part of it. That'strue."And it's also true that I don't want to testify, that I don't wanteveryone to know what I've done. Thanks to you, Miss Ortiz, I haveconfidence in myself again. Just one conversation with you, and thethinking I've done since,. Wagers were made among the rich guests. Large ones. When Peter was in position Cindy laid down on the table facing his fully erect member."Do you really want to try this again?," he asked the young lady who had brought him even more prestige as an entertainer.Cindy looked up at Peter and smiled. "Ready?" Then she turned over on her back and let her head hang over the table. "So feed me. And DON'T stop." Cindy took a breath and closed her eyes waiting. Peter looked at me. Realizing what Cindy. Taking deep breaths I calm my breathing before pushing forward and swallowing rapidly. My eyes close as his thick cock manages to break past my gag reflex and into my warm wet throat. I stop with 6 inches no wanting to completely push forward, some fear taking over. I hear his voice, a slight hint of surprise in it as he whispers down to me “little fucking slut… why can’t all my grandkids be like you?” an immense pride fills me from my chest, a warm glowing feeling as I push a little more. Half.